My ass became a target for my co-workers. There was barely enough room behind the bar for two people to walk through, so it became a thing for the guy... to rub their dicks on my cheeks as they squeezed by, and the girls to give it a pinch. My butt was like a good luck charm, everyone had to touch it when they worked.This particular Saturday night I had shown up to work horny as hell. My husband was out of town and I hadn't had sex in well over a week. My sexual frustration was getting hard to. Compared to you the likeable guy at high school that everyone got along with and nobody had a bad thing to say about your brother was a very introverted person only ever really talking or interacting with family. A few years back you decided to start looking out for your brother even tough he was older. Being so quiet and introverted your brother found himself and easy target for bullies, it was'nt that he could'nt defend himself it was that he was afraid to. Because of the standing within. I put out the blunt that's left, and hop up to the fridge to retrieve my 3rd beer. Walking back to the bed, I shed my jock, and my now rock hard jock cock jumps to attention. I head for the nite stand yet again, this time fishing out my trusty tape measure. Standing right besides Parker, I place the end in my pubes, and pull it across the top of my shaft to my piss slit, now oozing fuck juice. I shoot another big rin, and exclaim loudly “Fuck ya dawg—nine fuckin inches” ! I had grown a half. And saying it in themiddle of chemistry, too! I'm surprised old Mr. Whitaker didn't catch you,"she giggled. Karen's lucky finger reached down even further, tracing thesmooth skin between Bridgette's sweet pink pussy and her puckered brownanus, softly stroking that fragrant flesh."Oh! THAT really feels nice, too!" chirped Bridgette. "Please, do itagain." Karen certainly didn't need urging, and she continued strokingaround Bridgette's anus, bringing her finger closer and closer to thatsecret.